Daily Aligning with Love, Abundance, and Peace #105

I’m grateful when I can see the human in someone. If you have been reading my blog for awhile, you might know that I struggle when people use the word “ALL” to define a group of people in a positive or negative way. People aren’t all good or all bad in any group. We all have light and shadow within us, it’s what we individually do with it that makes a difference. When we categorize people in groups, we dehumanize them. We can’t see a person within a group clearly whether we put a group on a pedestal or in the mud.

In college I studied human development, psychology, sociology, religion, cultural anthropology, education, amongst other subjects. My eyes REALLY got opened to just how often people are lumped into “ALL” categories, and how it effects MY vision when I put them there. I went to a diverse college, and taking cultural anthropology was a GIANT wake-up call for me. I like to see individuals. I like to look at if a person is coming from a place of fear, lack, and separation or love, abundance, and peace.

I started studying individuals who were heroes, victims, and Nazis during the holocaust. I studied victims and perpetrators of abuse cases. I studied different people who came from minority groups who saw the world very differently. I study people who are republicans and democrats. I’ve never stopped my studying of people. 2020 has kept me VERY busy. I love listening to the stories a person is telling themselves whether I agree or not doesn’t matter. Whatever someone is saying out loud is how they are internalizing their inner world. That is how I see it. One of the things I’ve learned if someone is spewing hate, they are talking to themselves that way in the mirror. People who don’t self-abuse, don’t feel the need to do it to others or take it from others.

I’m not going to lie and say I don’t struggle when I hear hate being spewed out, I do. What I realized is if someone is spewing out hate for a group, they have dehumanized the group. They don’t want to see someone from the other group as human, and that comes from the place of fear, lack, and separation not only from other but from themselves. It’s not the person they are judging that I see, it’s the person who is spewing the hate.

Knowing these things has helped me to see people, and determine by what I see if I want to interact with their energy or not. I hold my energy space sacred. When I put people in groups, I sometimes miss individuals who are spreading love, abundance, and peace or fear, lack, and separation. I don’t mind missing people spreading fear, but I love seeing individuals spreading love, abundance, and peace no matter what group they are from. I recently missed someone spreading fear, lack, and separation because I lumped her in a group called “healers”. I forgot to look to see the human in her light and her shadow. The awakening to see that it wasn’t the right energy for me to be aligning with was something I grieved. I’m grateful I saw her in her human form. My disappointment made me realize I put her on a pedestal, which is a dangerous place for anyone.

When I see the human, I allow energy to work it’s magic. I pay attention to if I feel drawn to someone like a magnet (like energy) or if I feel resistance to the person (mismatched energy). I’m not saying a person is good or bad, I’m simply paying attention to where my energy is and where their energy is, if they align awesome, if they don’t—I DON’T TRY TO FORCE THEM! I’m not saying I haven’t tried, I have (LOL), but the results always come out the same. I find it best to let the energies to part naturally. When I trust God’s timing, a way out of a learning experience with a person makes it’s way known and VERY obvious—at least for me. The beauty of it all is that no matter how much someone’s light or shadow has taught me, I’m grateful I saw the human in them, because that is where the growth is.

Today, I commit to seeing the human in someone I disagree with. All I have to do is go on Facebook and I will see quite a few people that I disagree with. None of us or better or less than another human. We are the same in certain areas and we are different in certain areas. We each tell ourselves stories. We get emotionally attached to those stories and they become our reality. Each person within any group has their own set of stories. Do their stories come from fear, lack, and separation or love, abundance, and fear? When I’m interacting with someone I’m disagreeing with, do the stories in my head come from fear, lack, and separation or love, abundance, and peace? If I’m coming from a place of fear, lack, and separation, I will resist seeing the human that I’m disagreeing with. If I’m coming from a place of love, abundance, and peace, I will actually ask questions because I want to see the human in them. I don’t ask questions to provoke them or to set them up, that comes from a place of separation. I want to know what they are attaching to in their story that gets them thinking the way they do. They aren’t a better or worse human than I am because they think the way they do. They are on their journey and I’m on mine.

  • Do I want to take some of their seeds with me on my journey?
  • What feelings can I relate to?
  • How does feeling those feelings make my energy feel?
  • Do you tell yourself a collective story that is similar to the one the person is saying to themselves about a different topic?
  • What inside you is reacting to their story?
  • Do I feel connected to this person’s energy in anyway?
  • Is it from a place of fear, lack, and separation or love abundance, and peace?
  • What is something that they are doing that you have done on a different topic?
  • What prayer could I say for this person that would support them aligning with love, abundance, and peace?
  • What prayer do I need to say for myself to stay in the energy of love, abundance, and peace while engaging with this person?
  • What can I learn from my experience with this person?

With Love, Abundance, and Peace,

©Rachael Wolff 2020

Author of Letters from a Better Me: How Becoming an Empowered Woman Transforms the World

Dear Fellow Humans: An Open Letter in a Time of Tragedy

Dear Fellow Humans, 

I woke up this morning with a weight on my heart. Seeing the devastation in Australia from their consuming brush fires got me thinking of the humans, animals, and nature that are being destroyed (tears fill my eyes). Imagining my fellow humans in such fear of their unknown futures, and the people who love them who are waiting on pins and needles praying for their safety with desperation in their hearts. I think of the firefighters and volunteers exhausted from what seems to be an endless fight with the power of the flame. 

In these times of natural disaster, I also think about the people who feel the call to do something, whether it be as a first responder or helping others through the aftermath of all the devastation. I think about the people who see what is happening and lend their support in any way that they can, even if it is taking time to say a prayer. 

I’m a believer that we hear calls in our heart to do things, and that we can choose to listen or ignore them, but what we choose will define a piece of our journey. If you feel a call in your heart right now, follow it. See where the call takes you. Trust the energy that is leading you to the highest good. Our calls may be different. Trust your journey. If you are led to get down on your knees and pray—PRAY! If you are led to send money, do the research and send it. If you have resources to help people and/or animals in the aftermath—DO IT! If you have the ability to offer your services in any sort of way, lend a hand. 

There are a lot of devastating tragedies going on in the world today. Your call could be directing you to somewhere else, and that is okay. When each individual answers the call that they hear, we take care of each other. 

That being said please don’t let one person’s poor choices (in any situation) make you go to ALL thinking. No ONE person can represent an ALL of any group whether it be race, religion, country, gender, community, etc. The only thing each and every person is—HUMAN. Let’s not forget our humanity. There are people struggling all around us. Be a light in the world that helps to lift and build, don’t let your energy be dragged down to the darkness of humanity by contributing to the hate. The energy we put out into the Universe matters. Make sure you are putting out energy that you want to see more of in the world. 

We each have our own journeys and hear our own calls. There is a reason you got yours, trust it. 

With Love and Gratitude, 

From A Loving Place

Rachael Wolff ©2020

Admitting Me Too

On social media there is a #MeToo campaign showing up after the latest Hollywood producer has been accused of multiple acts of sexual harassment. “Me too” is telling the social media world that this is a bigger problem then many people care to admit. Admitting me too, helps society open their eyes to see that this is not just a Hollywood problem. Since, I put myself out on this blog and on social media, I had no problem admitting me too. This is not something for me to be ashamed of because I wasn’t the perpetrator. I wasn’t the one doing anything wrong.

I spent as a national sales trainer in the indoor tanning industry. I wasn’t prepared for what I found on my life on the road. Having to attend countless events there was ALWAYS someone trying to use their power to get their sexual wants met. Where I had problems, I was fortunate enough to have protectors too. I started traveling for work at age 20. I wasn’t innocent to the ways of men. I knew a lot more than I care to admit. I had a fake engagement ring that I would wear on the road. This of course didn’t deter some predators, but I have been known to be too nice, so it helped me to feel confident enough without making me feel like I was leaving someone feeling rejected. Yes, I actually thought like that.

One of my worst memories was when the president of a large company I worked with on the road let people think that he slept with me. I was trying to make a name for myself and I hadn’t used my sexuality to gain any footing. I worked my butt off to get where I was. I even made sure to dress professionally without ever revealing too much just to solidify the point. I tried to go to him and he thought it was great that people thought he could be with a “young thing like me.” Yes, those words were burned in my head. I was no longer a person.

That incident led many people to question how I got to all the places I did. Another man I worked with, a devoted husband and father, was put under a microscope and many of his employees and industry members started spreading word that we were having an affair. I knew this man’s wife and children. There was NO WAY he or I would have EVER thought about even considering betraying any of them. He never made or treated me in any way that was disrespectful. Yet, he was treated like he was guilty. All for taking someone under his wing who was passionate about being the best in her industry. THAT SUCKED!!!

Eventually, I left the industry because I had slowly become a person I didn’t like anymore. I started acting in ways that weren’t as professional as I had tried so hard to maintain in the years prior. I became lost. I left the industry to move to a place where the majority of my long time childhood friends lived. I was defeated in many more ways than one. I did a few more speaking gigs and one more convention. The life didn’t fit me anymore and I was so tired of having to work against an image that was created for me by some guy who couldn’t care less about who I was as a person. I wasn’t a person: I was a “thing.”

I loved public speaking. I loved helping people become the best versions of themselves. I was good at what I did. I was proud of what I had accomplished with many of the young people I worked with in salons and at conventions. I loved traveling the country and meeting so many wonderful people. I was sad to leave. There were many layers to me leaving the industry when I did, not all having to do with the industry itself. I just happened to focus on the bad stuff at the time to rationalize being in an unhealthy relationship where the man I was with treated me like garbage: Hmmmm… a thing…garbage. The progression wasn’t obvious to me then, but it is now. I had to overcome A LOT to begin to love myself again to stop treating myself like a thing and/or garbage. Only then, around 15 years later, did I finally start to heal.

Now, I don’t accept or tolerate men and/or women abusing their ASSUMED power. We are all humans and no one deserves to be treated like they are less than anyone else. I’m no better or worse than my fellow human. My beliefs, interests, profession, position, color, sexuality, sex, and any other thing a person can come up with, is not a reason for me to feel more or less than anyone else. I am me. There is only one of me who lives life exactly like I do. My biggest accomplishment in life is that no matter what life throws at me, I love more. I don’t ever want anything that happens to me to get me to close my heart and stop being there for my fellow human. I love being the friend people come to when they want support. I love being the stranger a person just opens up to walking down the street. I love writing my story; so another person doesn’t feel alone. I love to be love.

I’m not always love, sometimes fear takes over and I can worry like the best of them. I can awfulize my decisions and choices in being a parent, partner, friend, and contributing member to society. I’m not perfect, none of us are. I accept that in myself and in others. This doesn’t mean I will put up with unacceptable behavior. I won’t. I make the best choices I can to keep the people I love and myself safe from harm whether it be emotional and/or physical. I get plenty of help along the way to make choices that impact multiple lives. I trust in God to lead me to all the right places and people to learn the lessons I need to make me the person I want to be. I don’t have to accept people treating me like a thing or garbage. I admit me too, but the situations I survived will not define me. They will only make me stronger and better. I learned from the experiences before me to be kinder to myself and not to accept unacceptable behavior. My hopes is that by admitting me too, just maybe it might plant a seed to help someone else become the best version of her or himself, no matter what happened to them in the past.

With Love and Gratitude,

Rachael Wolff ©2017